Ya see, Roman, was that so hard?
All this time all you had to do was say what everyone is thinking and embrace it. Yes, we’re tired of your wet haired head gracing our television screens and fighting Brock Lesnar despite the fact that you’ve lost every match to him. You don’t care that the storyline doesn’t make sense. You don’t care that it’s terrible. You’re rich, we’re not and such is life. Fuck it, am I right?
… and I’m okay with that.
At this point I’ve accepted the fact that WWE creative is an absolute abomination and shitshow. Shame on me for thinking otherwise. As a good friend of mine said, the show isn’t even rated PG anymore, it’s rated G. As it turned out, last night was such an embarrassment all around that Roman Reign’s mic work stood out among the nonsense. My face was literally filled with cringe and my soul was taken over with embarrassment during almost every segment that didn’t involve Elias.
Roman also used the word “ass”. Very edgy. He didn’t stutter, he delivered the promo as his character would and gave zero fucks. That’s the Roman Reigns I can get behind. Is it still mediocre? … sure, but at this point I’ll take what I can get until the WWE decides to give a fuck again, which won’t be until the Royal Rumble. In the meantime, I’ll just complain on Twitter.